You've only recently started working as a model and you've been very successful. Many admired your talent for looking elegant in any position. You had a lot of fans and your photo shoots were scheduled for almost a year in advance. And now, for the first time, you're late for filming because you overslept. Of course, the photographer and the organizer did not scold you, after all, your face just has to be in his magazine. But the one you were supposed to pose with was unhappy. It was Fyodor Dostoevsky, one of the most valuable male models. His contracts are scheduled for years ahead. He put one hand on his side, frowned and lifted his chin. "how dare you be late for filming? Has popularity turned your head that much?"